Yan Wuge's hand stiffened for a moment, but it still fell on her face: "You have something on your face." ”

Shen Junjiu felt that he touched his face lightly and withdrew his hand, but Yan Wuge's face didn't have any discoloration at all, just when there was really something on his face, he said with a sideways face: "Yes, it may have been stained before, is there anything else?" ”

Yan Wuge pursed his lips: "It's gone." ”

Shen Junjiu hummed and directly let go of this topic, but after continuing to press his wrist, he saw that she was pressing it a little red, so he asked:

"How's it going, are you feeling better?"

Yan Wuge was a little uncomfortable with her serious appearance, thinking that it seemed a little bad for him to pretend to be sick and deceive others, and Shen Junjiu's serious care about him made him feel a little ashamed.

Then he whispered without hesitation:

"It still hurts."

was forced to squat on the roof of the beam at the back of the house, listening to the movement inside with his ears pricked up, and rolled his eyes without any image, and he didn't have any eyes to look at his master.

It sells miserably with such bitter meat.

What about the face?

Shen Junjiu frowned, she also suffered some hardships in her previous life, and her stomach was not good, and this technique of massaging acupoints was learned from the people in the Tai Hospital in her previous life, and it could relieve pain every time she used it.

But Yan Wuge's face was still pale, and the pain was terrible, could it be that his illness was more serious?

Shen Junjiu didn't doubt that the dignified North King would tell such a clumsy lie, let alone that he would pretend to be sick to deceive himself.

Thinking that she would have to rely on the name of Princess North to "be a prestige" for a while, Shen Junjiu pursed her lips and suddenly squatted down, and said to Yan Wuge: "Take off your shoes." ”

Although Yan Wuge was a little puzzled, he rarely allowed Shen Junjiu to take off his shoes and socks for him.

When she reached out to open the hem of his clothes, rolled up his trouser legs, and reached out to cover his calves.

The sudden warmth made his skin, which had been a little cold due to the poison in his body all the year round, give birth to incomparable longing and greed.

I want to touch, I want to cling, I want to ...... More......

"If you have gastrointestinal pain, it is better to massage with Zusanli."

"But if you can't relieve the pain after a while, you'll have to ask the doctor to come over, maybe for some other reason."

Yan Wuge felt her fingers pressing on the acupuncture points, both a little stinging and a little itchy, and looked at the top of her head absentmindedly.

I saw that her fingertips were a little red after pressing for a while, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her nose.

Yan Wuge suddenly reached out and pulled her up.

Shen Junjiu still maintained the posture just now, his face was full of confusion: "What's wrong?" ”

"Don't press it."

Yan Wuge pursed his thin lips for a moment and said, "I'm much better, and I'm not as uncomfortable as I was just now." ”

He wiped her hands with a handkerchief, and said with a stiff face and some unhappiness,

"Do you do this to everyone?"

Shen Junjiu felt that Yan Wuge's movements were a little strange, and seeing that he was holding a handkerchief, he didn't even let go of her fingers, and he looked like he was going to wipe her hands with bald skin, so he hurriedly pulled the handkerchief in his hand and wiped his hands himself, and said casually:

"How?"

"When you see someone uncomfortable, you do this for others?"

"I'm not a doctor, and I'm half-, so if I have nothing to do, can anyone come forward?"

Shen Junjiu saw that his face was a little gloomy, and he only thought that Yan Wuge didn't like that he was massaging him like this, and he couldn't help but feel that he was a little reckless just now.